For a man in his sixties, he certainly knew how to fuck, because I could count three times he was inside me.In the morning I awoke to find he was stil... in his bed beside me. I sat up, still nude of course to see my clothes discarded to the side on the floor, and I sat semi-prose trying to piece together the events, but somehow could not get past the champagne at 1pm in the afternoon, the rest was just a blur, and I felt sick in my stomach, how many men had taken advantage of the lax in my. ” “AYEEE! “ I was interrupted by a scream and a rifle dropping to the ground. I looked up and saw another filthy beast holding his head. I glanced behind me and Louise walked out on the porch and two more rifles were poking out the windows.I counted out loud, One, Two, Three, Four, Bright Moon. Five, Six, Seven Eight, Running Wolf. Lobo and Wolf walked around the end of the porch and bared their fangs. I laughed you two can have Mr sure shot and I pointed at the one who dropped his rifle.I. Her body was so firm, and her little ass just looked perfect. I was going to enjoy touching her all over.And touch her all over, I did. I don't know if she noticed, but before I got on the bed, I had stripped my clothes off, and they lay next to her robe on the floor. My cock was already hard as a rock. It had to be. It had been two months since I had had sex with anyone, let alone mom.I sat down next to her on the bed and began working on her feet. They were so small and delicate. She squirmed. Today was no exception. He leaned close to me, and whispered into my ear. "I can still taste your cunt on my tongue from this morning, baby you taste good" he mumbled, practically nibbling my ear. I squirmed in my seat trying not to let him get to me, crossing my legs over in an attempt to halt the tingling in my pussy. My attempt failed miserabley, I was horny as hell and my black lace panties were already damp. I turned to him and kissed him hard, he was right, I did taste good. Tasting my.